I stupidly take the cup, sipping the Sprite, and cringe when I gulp down whatever the hell Kent put in it. “Ew, what the fuck is in this?” He lets out a little chuckle, holding a hand up in what I’m guessing is false sincerity. “Shit, that’s mine. Sorry about that.”
He spiked that drink..I feel it in the air. 🤦🏾♀️oh noooo.
